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Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
f Fire Crossover Fanfiction {Enchant
By: EnchantedDragons Date: July 31, 2017, 7:31 pm
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[font=andale mono]Chapter 7
Qibli
"Carnelian!" Qibli's wings snapped open, and he hurtled
toward the mountain peak. Winter was hot on his heels.
Right before his eyes, he saw Carnelian throw herself off
the ledge she had been perching on. Now that he was closer, he
could see the expression on her face.
Torment. A twisted expression of pure despair. Her wings
were pressed tightly against her own body; not tied, but tucked
in of her own volition. She wanted to die.
"Stop! STOP!" Winter shot past him, putting on a burst of
speed. His frantic voice urged Qibli to beat his wings even
faster. Bandit, who Qibli had forgotten about, clung tightly to
his neck, but didn't say anything.
Carnelian plummeted to the ground, right before Winter's
outstretched talons. He immediately dived after her, but her
body crashed first. It hit the ground with a sickening crack.
Winter's wings stopped beating, and he started to fall.
Qibli caught him, holding him in his talons until they both
lighted down on the blood-stained ground.
A few feet away, the crimson scales of Carnelian lay
motionless. A scarlet array of blood lined the stone under and
behind her. The two of them stood frozen, slowly being circled
by a crowd of the other students.
"What's going on?"
"Who's that?"
"What an idiot."
"Someone must've dared her."
Winter's face contorted, and he snapped at the dragons
around him. "Shut up! Someone call one of the teachers, we need
to get her to the infirmary."
"Infirmary? Burial, more like." A Nightwing from the crowd
muttered. Qibli talked over the student, so that Winter wouldn't
hear the remark. "I'll go get one of the dragonets, please watch
her Winter."
"No need." An urgent voice reached his ears, and he turned
around to see Sunny and a Seawing approaching.
"Tsunami, let's move her carefully." Sunny said to her
companion, who nodded.
"We'll help." Qibli carefully stepped into the blood
seeping out of Carnelian, and clenched his talons around her
shoulders. Winter helped hoist up her waist. Sunny stepped
forward, but was nosed away by Tsunami. The Seawing teacher's
eye ridges were fixed in a distressed expression, and she was
growling.
"Do you know what caused this?" Sunny asked Qibli, who
settled Carnelian's body in a more comfortable position in his
talons. Tsunami swung her head around to look at him, waiting
intently for a response.
"I-I don't know. Maybe... she was attending his class last
night--"
"OH NO!" A flamboyant voice carried over the murmuring
crowd, and an unwelcome sight pushed through toward them. "What
happened to Carnelian? Who did this?" Cardinal quickly shoved
off Qibli's and Winter's talons, and relieved them of their
burden. "You two, you are truly gallant to request to help, but
you must go to your classes now, please. I shall handle this."
Cardinal also nudged off Tsunami's talons, while Qibli and
Winter crept up to take a final look at their friend.
Blood was splashed all over her head, obscuring her features.
Her mouth was slightly ajar. Carnelian was still breathing, her
flank rising up and down. A bloody hole had appeared in her
waist, courtesy of a pointed rock that she had fallen upon. One
of her wings was completely bent the other way; the "wrist" bone
had been snapped clean in half.
Just before her body was carted off, a familiar voice
reached their ears.
"Hey.. you guys?" Carnelian's eyes cracked open, only dull
slits.
Qibli was aware of Cardinal's prescence, and chose his
words carefully. "You're going to be alright." Qibli took her
talon in his, and squeezed it. Winter forced a smile, and
repeated Qibli's words.
"Huh..." Carnelian's eyes opened a little bit more. The
crowd had fallen silent. Sunny and Tsunami hovered nearby, not
quite part of the conversation.
"If you two are in front of me... who's carrying me?"
Carnelian's eyes roved slowly, and her voice started to fade.
"Alright, sorry to break this up, but we need to go to the
infirmary." Tsunami cut in, and Cardinal quickly started moving
away, hiding Carnelian's face in his arms. Just before that
though, Qibli caught the look on Carnelian's face.
Fear.
As soon as the teachers hurried past them into the mountain, the
muttering started up. The other students talked about the
incident for a few moments, before seemingly losing interest.
The chatter soon switched to more cheerful topics, as the
students flooded inside to begin classes.
"Winter... we need to go." Qibli hesitantly nudged the
Icewing. Winter clenched his teeth, as if about to roar at him,
but then all the tension flowed away from his body.
"Right." Winter said softly, and walked into the Academy
without another word.
~~~
Their next class was History, taught by a former member of
the Talons of Peace. Sitting down and hearing someone drone
about the Scorching is boring enough without the morning's
activites hanging over my head. Winter had remained silent,
while Bandit chattered endlessly in comparison. The
puma/dragon's remarks were a good distraction, but Qibli knew he
would have to talk to Winter sooner or later.
"Ugh, did you really have to give me some mangoes? I want
fish! FIIIIISH!" Bandit complained loudly, attracting a couple
odd looks from the passing dragons.
"They were out of fish, Bandit. There even was a little
spat over it, didn't you see that Seawing princess storm away
with her nose held high? I didn't want to get into that."
"Hmmph. Be earlier next time. I crave tuna!" Bandit flopped
over, dramatically flailing a paw in the air while exposing his
white, fluffy underbelly. Qibli had tied a pink ribbon around
Bandit's neck, given to him by Sunny. He had nagged her about
Carnelian shortly after the lunch break, but she wouldn't say
anything. She apologized, saying that once she recovered he
would be the first to know. Then she noticed Bandit hanging from
Qibli's neck, and gushed over him. At the end, she ran to her
sleeping cave and gave him a cute, pink ribbon. Qibli was just
thinking of finding something similar, due to a close call that
had happened. In the cafeteria cave, Qibli was sifting through a
pile of lizards and gazelles while Bandit tried to nab a fish
from the formerly plentiful pile. One of the Nightwings set his
eyes on the puma and was about to catch him when Qibli bowled
him over. The whole encounter almost brought a smile back to
Winter's face. Almost.
That was the reason Qibli was grateful for the ribbon.
Perhaps it would hint to the others that this cat was not prey.
It would certainly help; keeping Bandit out of someone's stomach
was driving him mad. Also, asking Sunny about Carnelian almost
made them late to the class, and they had to hurry over. We're
taking the class with another Winglet today. I wonder if they're
all there. Qibli thought while turning the corner. He saw Moon
and Kinkajou already waiting once he arrived. "Oh! Hey!" Qibli
called out, making an attempt at being cheerful.
"Hi!" The Rainwing said, scales shooting through with pink
and yellow at the sound of their voices. Kinkajou glanced
sympathetically at Winter, who had his head down. Blue and gray
blossomed on her scales.
Qibli prodded Winter behind the shoulder. He reeled back
and snarled, before noticing it was Qibli. "Uh, yes?"
"Nothing much. Do you want to say something?" Qibli tilted
his head to the side.
"Oh, yes. Right. Ahem." Winter awkwardly trotted over to
Moonwatcher, not looking at who he was approaching. "Hello.
What's your name?" He mumbled.
Moon didn't respond. Her eyes seemed glassy, as if her
brain was on another continent. Winter looked up in confusion,
and jumped back. "Oh! You." He seemed flustered. Qibli
intervened before it could get any more awkward.
"Uh...let's go inside. We're late already, and the others
must be inside."
"Well, Bigtail and Tamarin are inside already. Still
waiting on Umber, Turtle, Icicle, and Sora. Actually, the
teacher isn't here yet either, I didn't see him go in." Kinkajou
chattered, still next to Moon and Winter.
"Oh, do you know the teacher? You knew Clay too... nice
connections."
"Yeah! The dragonets brought him to the Rainforest, where I
helped them with their adventures." Kinkajou puffed out her
chest, with a sideways glance at Moon. When the Nightwing didn't
respond, Kinkajou drooped back down, sighing. "Well, let's go
then." Kinkajou took a step forward. Qibli beckoned to Winter,
and put a talon in the classroom.
"DON'T!" Moon suddenly screamed out. Qibli saw her leap at him,
a dart of black scales pushing him out of the way as the world
exploded.
Throbbing pain blistered across his back, and his legs were sore
from slamming on the ground. Qibli's eyes were shut tight,
temporarily blinded by the bright flash.
"H-hey!" Winter's voice came from above him, and an icy
claw pried open his eyelid. Qibli groaned, and lifted his head
up.
The classroom roared with flame. Even from the hallway, the heat
was fierce. Kinkajou was crouched nearby, unscathed. Her eyes
were wide open.
A couple feet from the entrance, Moon's body lay. The side
facing the wildfire was scorched and bleeding. Strangely-shaped
shrapnel had dug their way under her scales. Winter snapped out
of his stupor, and leaped toward the blaze.
"What's going on?" A frigid voice cut through the mayhem.
Another Icewing, the same color as Winter, charged forward. A
terrified Mudwing trailed after her.
The Mudwing stopped next to Qibli, watching with horror.
"It wasn't su--" Qibli didn't hear the rest of her statement,
since he also dove toward the fire.
The two Icewings blasted away with their frostbreath,
extinguishing the fires. Their pale blue scales reflected the
flickering tongues, glittering brightly. Qibli could feel his
eyes drying out, but he persisted. He dragged Moon away from the
entrance and dropped her next to Kinkajou. "Take care of her."
Qibli said hurriedly. The Rainwing nodded soundlessly, still in
shock.
Soon, the flare died down, and the classroom had a new,
frigid sheen. Winter and Icicle were grimly surveying the
damage.
The wooden desks had all been charred, as well as the map
in front of the classroom. Jagged pieces of what once was a
bookshelf were piled in the corner. Qibli's stomach lurched when
he stepped on something that felt like dragon scales. It was a
dragon corpse, burnt beyond recognition.
"Ah!" The female Mudwing from earlier had entered the room.
Her talons were clasped over her talons as she looked at the
burnt remains.
"Hey! I found a survivor." Winter's sister carelessly flung
away the wooden shards, revealing a trembling form. The dragon
was curled in the fetal position. Her body was badly burnt; the
scales that could be seen were pure white. Qibli carefully
hoisted her onto his back, and walked out the room.
Kinkajou let out a squeak. "Tamarin!" She had been bending
over Moon, watching her with worried eyes. Now, the Rainwing
shot to her feet, her scales an alarming lime-green. Qibli
crouched down, allowing Kinkajou to whisper to her unconscious
friend. He heard the same remarks that he had told Carnelian.
Two incidents in one day... Fate must despise us. Qibli looked
at Turtle and Umber, who were standing off to the side.
"Get the founders." Qibli ordered them, and they promptly
scrabbled away. He relaxed, exhausted. He dimly heard an
exclamation of surprise, and heavy footsteps approaching.
"Here, let me take her." Clay's voice came from his right,
and Qibli saw all four of the founders. Fatespeaker, the chipper
Nightwing who had handed out scrolls, was supporting Starflight.
The libarian's eyes were wrapped in leaves, and he stumbled a
bit as he walked over.
"You must be tired." Bandit padded over. "I caught their
attention and led them over here. Leave it to them now." The
feline jumped onto his shoulders. "Come on." Bandit flicked his
tail in Winter's face.
Clay carried Tamarin, while Tsunami carried Moon. The body
of Bigtail was left, to be removed later. As he traveled back to
his sleeping cave, Qibli bumped into the walls, not looking
where he was going. It was Winter's turn to guide him back to
their sleeping cave. Turtle and Umber were already there,
whispering nervously. Qibli walked past them, and collapsed on
the sand. He didn't bother to pull a camel pelt over him. He
could faintly hear Bandit's voice, but sleep claimed him; Qibli
relaxed his muscles, welcoming the darkness.[/font]
#Post#: 1144--------------------------------------------------
Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
f Fire Crossover Fanfiction {Enchant
By: EnchantedDragons Date: July 31, 2017, 7:34 pm
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[font=andale mono]Chapter 8 pt. 1
Qibli
"Hey! Rise and Shine! Get up numbskull." Ah, a pleasantly
rude awakening. Qibli swatted Bandit away from his snout, and
lifted his head up. He looked around drearily, and then plopped
back down. "HEY! GET UP!" Bandit pounced on his nose and
scratched at his eyelids. "Mreeeeh." Qibli muttered, and turned
over.
"Come on. We might be able to see Carnelian." Winter's
serrated claws stopped right in front of Qibli's face. "Also,
it's noon."
"What?! Really!?" Qibli's head snapped back up, and Bandit
fell off with an angry hiss.
"See? This is why you maintain a good sleep schedule. From
now on, I'll be monitoring your sleep carefully. Do you hear me
young man?" Bandit indignantly meowed at Qibli from below him;
Qibli was too busy exiting the cave to notice.
"So, which classes did I miss?" Qibli paced outside the
cave. No other students seemed to be around, which only
furthered his anxiety.
"Actually today was declared a free day. No classes, you
can goof off for the entire day. That's why I thought we should
go visit her." Winter stepped in Qibli's path, stopping him.
"Let us not dally. Come on." Winter swiftly turned in the
opposite direction, and trotted off. Bandit ran out of the
sleeping cave and jumped on Qibli's neck. The cat-dragon sighed
as he watched Winter's retreating form.
Bandit had a dreamy expression on his face. "He's so
hot..."
Qibli sneezed.
"Let's go then. Hold on Bandit." Qibli raced on after his
Icewing friend, while Bandit hung on for dear life.
~~~
"Please don't make too much noise. She's sleeping over there." A
gentle Rainwing directed them over to a bed by the window, There
were two other Rainwings, all of which radiated calming hues of
blue and purple. The beds were made of large, leafy fronds as
well as soft animal pelts. Qibli noticed Moon lying on a leaf
pile, located in a shadowy corner of the infirmary. Her side was
bandaged and she was breathing steadily. However, her eye kept
twitching, and her face seemed disturbed; it was as if she was
having a nightmare.
Carnelian lay next to a leaf-covered window, bright
sunlight illuminating her red scales. Her tormented expression
had been lifted, and she slept peacefully. Suddenly, as they
crept closer, her eyes shot open.
"Took you long enough." she muttered, eyes darting. "Come
in closer, don't let the nurse see me awake. They'll start
fussing again."
Qibli stood silent for a beat, shocked. Once the Skywing's
words sunk in, he quickly crouched down and blocked the view of
the nurses. "Hold on, I thought you were in a serious
condition?"
"I'm... a lot better now. I woke up this morning, and the
nurses went crazy. I don't want a repeat of that. Plus, they
immediately ran to get Cardinal, who acted like he was concerned
and everything." Carnelian's eyes seemed unfocused when she
talked about the Skywing teacher.
"So, something did happen during that lesson?" Winter
crowded in close, whispering.
"...Yes. I-I don't want to talk about it." Carnelian's
voice quivered; it seemed like she was about to cry. "Anyway!
Not what I wanted to talk about." Carnelian gazed intently at
Qibli. "We need to go back. Please. We need to... change his
heart? Is that right, Bandit?"
"So, you've decided?" Bandit jumped down from Qibli's neck.
"Alright then. I'll teach you how--"
"Hold up! You can't just jump in now, you're seriously
hurt!" Qibli pleaded, but Carnelian shook her head.
"I'm completely healed. Don't ask me how!" Qibli had opened
his mouth to protest, but was shot down. She can't have had
healed completely, in just one day! That's not possible.
"It's true. Everything except my broken wing has been
healed." Carnelian wiggled the wing, wincing a bit. The fracture
had been wrapped with leaves, and a sturdy wooden stick formed a
cast. "We don't need to fly in that palace. We can go home
easily too. Please. We need to do this, and I'm coming with
you."
"Didn't you say that we should talk to the Skywing
students first? This method Bandit mentioned, it seems far too
outlandish! It was supposed to be a last resort." Winter
responds, making a furtive glance at the Rainwing nurses.
"It just won't work. It won't." Carnelian whispered, her
voice breaking. "Trust me. We have no more options."
Winter and Qibli looked at each other. Something had
clearly happened, causing Carnelian to make such a conclusion.
"Okie, okie." Bandit meowed, licking his paw. "Guess we
should get going then. Today's a free day anyway, right? C'mon!"
Bandit leaped onto Qibli, a bit too excited considering the grim
atmosphere.
Qibli shot the puma an annoyed look, before clasping the
odd necklace. "Both times, the voice came from this pendant."
Qibli muttered to Carnelian and Winter. "When I said, 'return to
our world', or something along those lines, we came back.
However...how did we get there?"
"Carnelian released that huge rant, right before we were
tossed in." Winter reasoned. "What did you say."
"I talked about Cardinal." Carnelian started, before a
voice interrupted her.
Coordinates found.
"Looks like we have to input keywords." Qibli reasoned.
"What else did you say."
"I mentioned a castle. How he was the 'king of the castle'.
Wasn't the palace a castle?"
Coordinates found.
"We're getting closer! What was the last part."
"I said that we must be the only ones in Jade Mountain
Academy to not have fallen for his story,"
Destination found.
The world swirled, as we willingly dove into the world of
cognition and desire.[/font]
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Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
f Fire Crossover Fanfiction {Enchant
By: EnchantedDragons Date: July 31, 2017, 7:47 pm
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[font=andale mono]Chapter 8 pt. 2
Qibli
Bandit stretched his talons, and landed neatly on the
ground. Winter, Carnelian, and Qibli sprawled in a tangled mess
of scales and wings. Bandit examined his scales, and pounced on
a nearby pebble. "Finally! I'm back! Sweet, sweet wings~" The
Rainwing flung open his wings, flaring pink and yellow.
"Psst! Stop it!" Qibli extracted himself, and gave Bandit a
thwack on the head. The Rainwing quickly changed his scales back
to their original black and gray.
"Our goal is to not get discovered again, I hope you keep
that in mind, Bandit." Winter said frostily. He offered a talon
to Carnelian, but the Skywing was already in her feet. She
really is healed. How? Perhaps... an animus? Is there such a
dragon among the students?
"Don't worry, I know. I won't be careless. That prison was
horrible." Bandit gave his scales a once over. "Which brings me
to our next point. We need codenames."
"Codenames? That sounds cool! I like it." Carnelian walked
over. "What's the occasion though?"
"I mentioned this before, didn't I? The Metaverse is a
world based on cognitive images. It's made of distorted
realities that a dragon's heart projects. What do you think'll
happen if we yell our real names around? We need to be stealthy
thieves, invisible. We need to be... phantom thieves." Bandit
finished with an accomplished smile. "That sounds cool,
doesn't?"
"That's not the point Bandit. Although, I see where you're
coming from. Alright then. What are your suggestions?" Qibli
replied. He placed a talon on his jaw, and he realized something
was there. "Wait... huh?"
"Oh, didn't you notice before? That's your mask. It shows
that you're a dragon with a great will of rebellion; a.k.a. a
Persona user! The fact that it showed up means that the Palace
ruler views us as a threat." Bandit inspects Qibli's face, and
the "mask" that rests on it.
It was a pharaoh's headdress, framing Qibli's face. It is
shaped like the hood of a cobra, and the carving of such a snake
is erected at the very top. It is forever locked in a ferocious
hiss, its forked tongue tasting the air. The overall color is
gold, with red stripes along the sides. Straps of what appear to
be bandages obscure the area around Qibli's eyes. Openings are
left for his obsidian eyes to peek through.
"Ooh, nice. Egyptian themed! Your Persona is Set, right?"
Bandit sits on his haunches, and ponders.
"Why don't we call you 'Cobra' then?" Carnelian offers,
smiling excitedly. "There's a cobra figure on your mask, and it
sounds pretty Egyptian."
"Um, I'd rather not." Qibli said hurriedly. When Carnelian
shot him a confused look, he quickly rambled on. "W-well, that
name brings up too many bad memories. 'Cobra' was someone I used
to know. I would prefer it if I wasn't named after her." Even
now, the memories threatened to resurface.
"Oh! Sorry..." Carnelian went back to brainstorming.
Winter turned to Bandit.
"Hmm, what do you want to be called then?" The Icewing
questioned.
"Let's see... Oh! I know! I'm 'Pounce'!" Bandit puffed out
his chest. "Doesn't that sound super dangerous? It's perfect for
someone like me."
"Uh...Yeah. Sure." A skeptical Carnelian looked at Bandit.
"Well, back to Qibli then. Any suggestions?"
"How about... Pharaoh?" Bandit looked at Qibli for
confirmation. "Sound good?"
"Yeah. Sounds good." Pharaohs were the rulers of Egypt
right? It has a nice ring to it. Qibli smirked. "Call me
Pharaoh, then."
"It's settled then. Now our turn!" Carnelian gushed
cheerfully. "Hmm, maybe--"
"Not you guys. You don't need to come." Bandit cut in. "You
don't have powers. It's dangerous."
"We have our claws, and our frostbreath. Firebreath too."
Winter retorted. "We will not miss this."
"Ugh, fine. Be idiots. We'll have to expend extra effort to
protect you guys." 'Pounce' turned away from the group and began
creeping along the castle wall.
'Pharaoh' quickly followed, trailed by Winter and
Carnelian. Pounce stopped at the chute they had exited from
before. He leaped through the slanted opening, and entered the
Palace. Everyone else followed suit.
Inside the Palace, it was eerily quiet. Pharaoh pricked his
ears, alert for any sound.
Suddenly, a wail pierced the air. It came from far away,
but still brought a chill down their spines.
"...Ooook. Let's avoid that area." Qibli said nervously.
"We just need to find the Treasure, right?"
"Are you not curious? We should investigate." Winter
whispered from behind.
"He's right. It might help lead us to the Treasure too."
Pounce angled his body in the direction that the scream had come
from. The Rainwing leaped, and hit the ground running. He
crouched behind a creepy bust of Cardinal, peering at the
surroundings. Pharaoh caught up to him.
Up ahead a drawbridge was locked in the "upright" position.
Past the trench, another pathway led. It glowed with light.
"We should head over there. The brightly lit areas must be
more populated right? The treasure is probably at the heart of
the castle. However..." Pounce carefully padded toward the
lifted bridge. "We need to lower it. There has to be some sort
mechanism nearby."
"Uhh, can't we just fly over? I mean, I can't, but everyone
else's wings are fine." Carnelian scraped one of her forelegs
against the other. "Maybe I shouldn't have come..."
"No. no flying. The guards can see us clearly if we fly
across, and we can't afford to be noticed. We'll have to find
the mechanism for lowering the drawbridge." Pounce inspected the
area around him.
"The guards probably know, right? Why don't we wait for
one? Or we could draw one over." Pharaoh had an idea forming.
"I guess, but what are the chances of a guard coming over?
Also, if we lured one over, why would they lower the
drawbridge?" Pounce shook his head dismissively.
"Hey, c'mon. Don't be like that. I'm proposing that we make
a ruckus on the other side. We have Personas, right?"
"Alright. It's worth a shot. What will you do about the
guard though?"
"We eliminate them of course. It's not like they're real
beings." Pharaoh said decisively, and summoned Set. "Let's try
this out. Garu!"
On the other side, the powerful gust of wind swept the
empty prison doors closed with a bang. Loose crates were
launched, and broke against the iron bars. Pounce summoned
Zorro, and repeated the spell. Winter and Carnelian ducked in a
vacant prison cell, and Pharaoh and Pounce joined them soon
after.
[font=courier]"Hey! What's going on?"[/font] Heavy clanking
filled Pharaoh's ears, and an armored guard emerged. He held his
breath, tense.
[font=courier]"It came from the other side. Let's check it
out."[/font] Another guard appeared, and the two of them moved
toward the drawbridge. Pharaoh listened intently for others, but
found none. Just two. This'll be easy.
Not noticing the glittering eyes fixed on them, the guards
moved to the bust of Cardinal. The bust was an identical copy of
the flamboyant dragon. The statue's mouth was open. What
appeared to be a valiant expression was fixed on his face.
Pharaoh felt someone quivering behind him, but paid no heed.
The first guard that had arrived stuck a foreleg into the
statue's mouth. Soon after, the drawbridge began to slowly
lower, filling the area with a loud creaking noise.
Pharaoh saw a black shape dart past him, and quickly
followed. Following Pounce's action, Pharaoh tore off the mask
on the second guard. Both of them melted into goo, before
surging back up with a roar.
This time, the two guards reformed into what appeared to be
scavengers with insect wings. The tuft of fur on their heads had
been grouped into a bun, and they wore blue dresses.
Weird... Pharaoh let out another blast of wind, but the
target didn't fade. The fairy fluttered over and kicked him in
the stomach. Pounce quickly pulled something out of a pouch on
his back. It was a slingshot. He quickly plopped a stone into
the holder and fired at the monster. The stone hit it squarely
in the back, and the fairy exploded into black and red clumps.
Pounce reloaded, and fired at the other fairy. It fell onto the
ground.
"I guess you really are an amuteur. Come on! It's down,
let's pummel it." Pharaoh followed Pounce's lead, and hit the
enemy with everything he had. The fairy exploded just like its
friend.
"Looks like you need to know the basics. First, reach into
that pouch on your back." Pharaoh did as Pounce said, and
found... nothing.
"Nothing, right? Well, imagine a slingshot. Wood in your
talons, a stone in your pouch. This is a cognitive world, after
all. In such a fantasy world, there will certainly be some funky
things going on. Our enemies aren't the only ones who can
project their alternate realities. Next time we encounter one of
those fairies, try it out." Pounce put his slingshot away, and
continued. "Also, the monsters you've seen are called 'Shadows'.
They're beings that live in the dragon psyche, among the sea of
dragon souls. They're only damaged by Personas, and Persona
users. You two can't do anything." Bandit pointed at Winter and
Carnelian. "Also, you've noticed how you can make that
green-tinted wind right? That's the element of your Persona.
Each Persona has an element, a certain moveset. Some Personas
learn healing magic along with their element, or can boost the
strength of the wielder, or can learn powerful physical skills.
So far, we only know a little, but we'll learn more moves as we
grow stronger. I brought up elements, because of my next point;
Shadows have weaknesses and strengths. They are weak to certain
elements, resist certain elements, are immune to certain
elements, might reflect certain elements, and even absorb
certain elements. Each shadow has been programmed to be
different, experiment to find their weakness. For instance...
those fairies are weak to projectiles. Therefore, when I hit
them with my slingshot, they fall down and I get another turn.
Understand? Good. Let's hurry." Pounce raced across the bridge
before he could respond.
Down the corridor, a horrifying sight greeted them. The the
tunnel led to a balcony. Down below, blurry red and orange
shapes trudged. Guards flanked the Skywings. When one of them
moved too slow, they were dragged out of the line, and pulled
out of sight. The screams were coming from the dragons below.
"I knew it was something like this. When I infiltrated this
area earlier, he was spouting about how he was making sure his
soldiers wouldn't betray him again. This is probably some type
of horrid fantasy he has. Let's keep going." Pounce crouched
down, and moved along the railing. A door was placed on the
other side of the balcony, slightly ajar. Ahead surely contained
more contraptions and horrors.
Carnelian stood frozen, gazing at the Skywings with a
frightened expression. Winter looked on with concern. "Shouldn't
we help them?" Pharaoh whispered to Pounce, who had his head
stuck through the door opening.
"Are you kidding me? Why should we? It's not real. It's
just something Cardinal wants to do, but he can't. That's why it
showed up in the Palace. There's no point in rescuing these
illusions. Concentrate on the real task at hand." Bandit replied
curtly, and entered the next room. Winter nudged Carnelian, who
snapped out of her trance and followed.
The next room was a peaceful hallway. The floor was made of
checkered pink and black tiles. Corinthian, marble pillars held
up the ceiling. The marble walls were lined with paintings, many
of which were simply self-portraits of Cardinal and his
treasure. The lighting was more sparse, and there were stretches
of darkness throughout various parts of the hall.
"Perfect. We should be able to get past the patrols
easily." Pounce dove into the nearest hiding spot, and then the
next. The others tried to mimic him as best as they could.
At the end of the hall, a grand, red gate loomed over them.
"Looks important. Let's proceed with caution, Pharaoh." Pounce
whispered, and slunk close. Pharaoh pressed his talons on the
door. It glided open soundlessly. Pounce flashed through the
narrow crack, followed by Carnelian. Winter passed through, and
Pharaoh came through last. He eased the door closed slowly, and
rejoined his friends.
They were in a wide chapel. An altar was erected in the
front, and pews were arranged in rows. The altar stood on a
stage, which led up to a stain-glass mural of Cardinal. The
Skywing was wearing a a jeweled crown and a red robe. The glass
was still able to capture the insufferable expression on his
face. He sneered at the dragons, as if daring them to come
closer. Pharaoh noticed something glittering on the altar.
A glowing mass floated above the white marble, spreading
rainbow shards of light everywhere. It flowed slowly, like a
viscous liquid.
"There it is! That's the treasure." Pounce whispered
excitedly, shaking with excitement. "I didn't think we'd find it
so easily." The Rainwing began to make his way down the steps
leading toward the chapel.
"There isn't a soul in sight. No one at all. Is he cocky
enough to assume that no one would make it this far?" Winter
muttered dubiously, before following Pounce. Carnelian hurried
after, her mouth set in a grim line.
Perhaps he is arrogant enough to neglect this room...I'm
still worried though. It was really easy to get here, I thought
there'd be more traps and guards. Pharaoh crept down the
stairway, reuniting with his friends at the glowing mass.
"So how do we steal this?" Carnelian asks Pounce. She tried
to grab the glowy mass, but her talons passed right through.
"First, we need to make it materialize. A treasure is in
this form by default, and we can't steal it when it's like
this." Pounce gazes at the Treasure with sparkling, blue eyes.
"We need to convince the Palace ruler that their treasure is in
danger. By making them believe their Treasure is in danger, they
go in high-alert mode; their Treasure will also materialize into
a solid form. We need to give them something... or tell them
something. Not in person of course, we'll need to have an
anonymous way to convey the message."
"How about a calling card? In a whole lot of scrolls, a
group of thieves would send a card to signal the victim of an
upcoming crime. It would help draw attention without leaking our
indentities." Pharaoh suggested.
"A good plan. I suppose you are quite smart." Winter nods,
and nudges Carnelian. The Skywing gives a small murmur of
acknowledgement. She nervously scans the area.
"Alright! We secured the route to the Treasure. I need to
tell you guys this though; once we send the calling card, we'll
have to steal the Treasure on the same day. The effect of the
calling card only lasts temporarily, a day is the minimum.
However, again, we don't want to risk it. Once the Treasure
fades away, there isn't a way to make it take form again. The
ruler won't fall for the same thing twice." Pounce flicks his
tail happily. "Good work everyone! Let's go home for now." The
Rainwing jumps off the stage, spreading his wings for balance.
Carnelian lets out a breath, and they all follow him.
"Not so fast."
Pharaoh whips around, but couldn't move away. A heavy
weight slammed into him, pressing him into the ground. He
snarls, and summons his Persona. "Get off me!"
The weight only presses harder. The green-tinted wind blows
at the offender, but they don't budge. Pharaoh's eyes widen in
shock.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you expect that to work again? I
expected you would be back, so I set up a little trap." Cardinal
chuckles, appearing from the corners of Pharaoh's vision. "I'll
admit, you shocked me last time. I'm prepared this time around,
so struggling is futile." Cardinal steps in the middle of the
struggle. Four guards hold one dragon each. These guards are
much larger, and their armor is made of a bronze metal. The mask
on their face is blue. Pounce struggles fiercely nearby. The
guard holding him down rains blow after blow, and the Rainwing
eventually tires, looking sullen.
"You sloth-brained armadillo! Rotten banana-breath'd
pirahna!" Pounce hisses at Cardinal, who only smirks. The
Skywing sidles up to Carnelian, while Winter hissed insults of
his own.
"Hello, dear. I never thought you'd be back." Cardinal
crouched down, so that he could see her face clearly. Carnelian
eyes are wide open, and she is hyperventilating. Her cheerful
bravado had been slipping off gradually, as they ran through the
palace, and Pharaoh could finally see why. Whatever happened
during that lesson, it scarred her. She tried to overcome her
fear by coming here, but now...
Cardinal ran a talon down Carnelian's face, smiling widely.
"I would've thought you'd have given up. No one else is going to
support you; certainly not your friends here. These Shadows here
are resistant to their magic. They can't save you." Winter and
Pounce fell silent, eyes trained on the exchange.
"Well, I like you, Carnelian. You can abandon your friends
here; they're a lost cause! If you apologize, I might forgive
you." Cardinal tightened his grip on her face. leaning in
closer. "Actually, you have no other options I'm afraid. What'll
be, my sweet princess?"
"Carnelian!" Pharaoh yelled out. The two Skywings turned to
look at him. Cardinal growled, while Carnelian still looked
petrified.
"There's still hope, Carnelian. You still have one ally."
Pharaoh called out desperately. The guard shoved his snout into
the ground. Please realize. The inner you... Pharaoh painfully
twisted his head upwards. "Don't you hate him?! He harmed your
fellow Skywings. He disobeyed Queen Ruby! You HAVE to hate him!"
Carnelian stopped trembling. Her eyes focused on something
far away, and she relaxed. Her eyes closed, and she took a shaky
breath.
"Hey!" The guard bashed Pharaoh over the head, and
Cardinal shook Carnelian's head roughly. "No one will help you!
Can't you see!"
Carnelian bit him on the finger. Cardinal let go with a
screech. Carnelian opened her eyes, and calmly stared at her
tormentor.
"If no one will help me, then I'll just have to help myself,
won't I?"
~ Carnelian ~
Carnelian felt her resolve piece itself together; The same
feeling of bravery that she felt when she charged into battle.
She trusted her Queen. She fought for someone she knew was
noble. However, this was different.
Qibli was right. Her true self was calling out. She
couldn't deny her fear, but she could rebel against the person
who had planted it there.
~~~
So, you can finally hear my voice. The clouds of fear have
dispersed, and your vision is clear. Do you see it?
Carnelian swallowed, trying to stop her shaking limbs.
The vision of victory stands before us. Let us proceed
forward... The "inner you" demands it so.
"Get on with it already." Carnelian growls with sudden ferocity.
She felt a sudden pulse of pain, as a migraine thundered through
her head.
Perfect. You have rejoined the path, no longer astray.
I am thou, Thou art I...
The time is upon us. Your sword is sharpened, your fire roaring
within. The banner of rebellion has been hoisted. Let us rise
up, in glorious crusade!
The weight rested upon her snout. The final step. Carnelian
grasped her talons around the shape. Her eyes glowed.
Carnelian ripped off her mask, expelling the guard that pinned
her down. Light filled the room.[/font]
#Post#: 1146--------------------------------------------------
Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
f Fire Crossover Fanfiction {Enchant
By: EnchantedDragons Date: July 31, 2017, 7:49 pm
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[font=andale mono]Chapter 8 pt. 3
Carnelian
Carnelian stood up straight. The weight lifted off her
shoulders, and she stared down Cardinal. Her Persona rose up
behind her.
"Looks like you're wrong, featherbrain. I don't need to
hear to rest of your speech to know that you're full of seagull
splat." She started advancing towards him. The Skywing teacher
backed away fearfully.
"Don't think you can try to toy with me, scumbag. I'm gonna
burn this castle to the ground, rip off your crown with my own
two hands. No one will ever suffer because of you, again."
Carnelian spat out her words. The guard that pinned her down
earlier charged at her. She dodged out of the way, as the guard
swung at her.
"Freila!" She called out, and her Persona acted
accordingly. A nuclear ball of light hit the guard, and he
disintegrated into pieces. "Hold on tight, everyone." Carnelian
set her sights on the three other guards. Similar orbs of energy
blasted apart the remaining guards.
Pharaoh lept to his feet, along with Winter and Pounce.
"Jeanne...you're right. My own justice... my own strength.
This is what I'll follow from now on." Carnelian zeroed in on
Cardinal, who was running to the balconey.
"GET BACK HERE!" Carnelian roared. She pursued him,
followed by her teammates. Outside, Cardinal leaned on the
railing. Carnelian stepped forward, a menacing presence.
Her Persona came in the form of a female seraph. Its skin
was a metallic silver, and copper waves of metal spread out
behind it like hair. Three pairs of mechanical wings were
attached to its back. The figure wore a simple, white dress that
exposed the stomach and chest. The skin on the exposed area was
clear, revealing an intricate set of copper clockwork. The gears
turned consistantly, a reliable and constant sound. Jeanne had
glowing, golden eyes. Its entire body was one giant, well-oiled
machine, a protective spirit. In its hands, it held a large,
golden banner. Intelligible red marks marred the surface,
obscuring the words. A three-pronged crown perched on the
Persona's head.
Carnelian and the rest of the group surrounded Cardinal,
moving closer and closer. Suddenly, the Palace ruler smirked.
Wing beats thundered overhead, and Carnelian was almost squished
by a huge talon.
An enormous griffin stood between them and Cardinal. The
Skywing was laughing, his eyes like a maniac's. "Stop me? I'd
like to see you try!" Still cackling, Cardinal hopped onto the
griffin, who took off into the sky.
Pharaoh summoned Set, and tried to use Garu against the
beast. Its yellow eyes glinted, and it nimbly dodged the
torrent. Carnelian tried using Jeanne's magic, but it was
avoided as well.
"Our attacks aren't hitting it!" Pounce called out
frantically. "We can't do anything!"
"Let's retreat." Pharaoh said, out of the blue. "We know
where the treasure is now, right? This battle is futile." The
Sandwing backed off, and ran back inside the Palace.
Pounce and Winter followed. Carnelian gritted her teeth,
Cardinal's laugh echoing in her ears. Reluctantly, she lept back
into the Palace.
"HAH! Cowards! I knew you couldn't do it!" Cardinal's voice
rang out from atop the griffin. He made no move to reenter the
castle.
Pharaoh clutched the necklace around his neck grimly. "That
gryffin can sense our attacks before it hits it. We can't do
anything." Pounce mutters, despondent. Winter stands awkwardly
to the side.
"Return us to the real world." Pharaoh says to the
navigator.
Returning to the real world.
~~~
"We can't just leave him alone!" Carnelian snarls, shaking
her head. The three dragons were dropped at the entrance of the
academy. The stars were beginning to sparkle in the purple sky.
"The only option is to find another teammate." Qibli says
grimly. "Maybe someone out there is able to take that thing
down."
"So we're just going to hunt for something that might never
happen?" Carnelian tries to control her anger, managing to dial
it back slightly.
"Is there any other choice? We'll just have to hope."
Bandit, back in cat form, dangles from Qibli's neck. Carnelian
sighs, and nods.
"Fine...I guess I'll go meet with Moon and Kinkajou then."
Carnelian is about to head in, when Qibli places a hand on her
shoulder.
"Actually, go to the infirmary, pretend to be hurt and
asleep." Qibli orders. "I have an idea. If my memory serves
correct, Aviation is our first class tomorrow. I can convince
Sunny to let us visit you, so we can skip Aviation. However, you
can't let on that you're actually healed, or else you'll be
released back into classes."
Carnelian nodded. With no more words to say, she walks into
the mountain. Her friends disappears when she turns the corner.
She watches the corridors carefully, and sneaks into the
infirmary.
The nurses are gone, and the room is peaceful. The
Nightwing patient is still sleeping in the shadows. Carnelian
recognizes her as Moonwatcher, her clawmate. I remember hearing
the nurses talk about an explosion. She must've been hurt in it.
Carnelian yawns, and walks to her moonlit bed. She lays
down on it, but something pokes her side. Confused, she rolls
over and picks up the object.
Its a necklace. The exact same necklace that Qibli has.
Carnelian's heart skips a beat. She carefully places it next to
her pillow, out of sight. She lies back down on the bed, and
falls into fitful sleep. A quiet, hushed conversation makes its
way through her mind.
"Another comrade has joined the battle. As such, I have given
her the same gift I have given you. May you both achieve great
progress. I'll be looking forward to it." [/font]
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Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
f Fire Crossover Fanfiction {Enchant
By: EnchantedDragons Date: July 31, 2017, 7:50 pm
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[font=andale mono]Chapter 9
Carnelian
Golden sunlight filtered through the leaves. A beam struck
Carnelian's eye, and she woke up. She cracked one eye open to
scan for the nurses.
The room seemed empty, except for Moonwatcher who was still
sleeping away. Then, Carnelian saw the prehensile tail of one of
the Rainwing nurses. She was standing in the doorway, conversing
with someone.
"Oh, she's still sleeping...we shouldn't wake her! She
needs to recover!" The nurse was rambling on, but the dragon she
was talking to was adamant.
"That Skywing is a good friend of ours, we really are
worried. We won't disturb her, we promise." Qibli's voice came
from outside. They did say that they were going to come visit. I
guess it's about time for Aviation.
"Oh, a friend!" The nurse said cheerfully, and let the two
dragons in. "Well then, you two gentlemen seem trustworthy, I'll
leave her to you then." The Rainwing walked over to Moonwatcher.
"Good grief, Rainwings really are lazy. Well, I would've
suggested it if she didn't bring it up." Qibli sighed, and
blocked the nurse's view. "We can't let them see that you've
completely healed, so we'll pretend to change the bandages."
"It is fortunate that Rainwings are quite dense. She didn't
find it strange at all that we have a 'Skywing friend', despite
the fact that we are all in different tribes." Winter sat down
next to Qibli.
"Great, great. It's so irksome to stay still like this
though." Carnelian groaned. "But it's for the greater good of
avoiding Colonel douchebag so I'll have to bear with it."
"That's the spirit!" Qibli chuckled softly, before sneaking
a glance at Moonwatcher. "Say...how is she doing? Moon?"
"I didn't pay much attention. I just woke up, after all."
Carnelian couldn't see the Nightwing patient, since Qibli's and
Winter's bodies blocked her view. "Doesn't look like she moved
at all, though."
"That is truly worrying." Winter muttered. "This mysterious
animus healed you, but not her?"
"Animus?" Carnelian looked at Winter quizzically.
"I reasoned that an animus must be responsible for your
quick recovery." Qibli explained. "After all, animi still exist.
Stonemover, for example, is still alive; although you couldn't
really say he's 'alive and well'."
"So, you think an animus was responsible? Well, I should
thank him, but don't animi lose their souls with every spell? If
there's an animus among the students, that would be worrying."
Carnelian wiggled one of her talons experimentally.
"We don't have any proof right now, so all we can do is see
if they make another move." Bandit, in his normal, catty self,
dropped from his normal position around Qibli's neck.
"Hmph. We have this time, but we can only make idle
chatter." Winter grumbled, and Carnelian had to agree with him.
"Shouldn't we discuss about that roadblock? How exactly can
we 'find a new team member'? It's not like we can just randomly
drag students into the Metaverse." Carnelian was reminded of
what happened last night. "Oh! Right. I wanted to ask you,
Qibli." She slowly reached next to her pillow, and pulled out
the edgy necklace. "Don't you have one of these?"
"Huh? Yeah... it's exactly the same." Qibli held up the
pendant to his own necklace, while Carnelian returned her arm to
its original placement. "The Master mentioned how he gave the
same gift to someone else..."
"Master?" Carnelian moved her head a bit forward. "You're
not getting up in some shady business, are you? Aren't you an
upstanding citizen?"
"Of course not! I'm completely loyal to Queen Thorn." Qibli
hissed loudly, attracting an odd look from the nurse. "Forget I
said anything."
"Perhaps you are more dark than I thought. Intriguing."
Winter murmured, completely serious. Carnelian suppressed her
giggles.
"Sorry to interupt, but let's hold our war meeting." Bandit
sat on Carnelian's shoulder hump, raising a delicate, white paw.
"Alright, so here are the facts: That griffin has some sort
of forewarn ability. It avoids our attacks before they can hit
it. The element doesn't matter; it avoids it all. Physical
skills are out of the question, since we can't even reach it in
the sky. As a result, our heist is at a standstill. Also,
there's no guarantee that Cardinal will keep his treasure in the
same place. Nor will he make it as easy, now that we almost
bested him twice." Carnelian and Qibli nodded. Winter scooted
backwards a bit, as if he wanted to exit the conversation. He
doesn't have any Persona powers yet, so he feels like he doesn't
belong. How about this, then?
"Hey Winter, you're one of Queen Glacier's nephews right?"
Winter seemed shocked at being addressed. "That means you
must've spent a fair amount of time in her court. You probably
have the best experience in strategic planning and diplomacy."
"Qibli has a better knack for that." Winter retorted,
turning away again.
"We need all the ideas we can get, so get your butt over
here! Every suggestion is a welcome one." Carnelian smiled when
Winter looked back at them again.
"In order to bypass that griffin, we need someone who can
nullify that forewarn." Qibli ponders. "How could someone do
that though?"
"We'd need to change the very code of the Metaverse."
Bandit pipes up. "Or, we need someone who can attack quickly and
silently. Like a ninja! If that griffin can't see them coming,
then we can hit it!"
"But that griffin seems to have the ability to see the
future." Winter interjects. "We need to remove that element."
"We need someone who has such specific abilities, but can
we really find someone like that?" Carnelian lets out a
despondent sigh. "This feels hopeless."
"We need something else to work with." Bandit days
suddenly. "How about I introduce you guys to something?"
"What?! Now?" She jolts up a bit in shock.
"Yes. Carnelian, pick up that necklace you have. Let's see
if it works the same as Qibli's" Bandit nudges the Metaverse
Navigator.
"Okie then." As discreetly as possible, Carnelian clutched
her talons around the moonstone pendant.
"Ahem, ahem." Bandit clears his throat. "Let's go to
Mementos!"
~~~
"Ow ow ow..." Carnelian hissed, rubbing her snout. The Navigator
had dropped her head-first into... Skywing territory? She
whipped her head around, while the others recovered their
footing. Pounce, of course, had landed perfectly.
The area certainly looked like the Skywing territory, but
it was clearly different at the same time. The sky was the same
hues of red that it was like at the Palace. The trees appeared
as black sillouettes, and overall lighting was dim. It was as if
some kind of Dark Hour had taken ahold of the land.
"So this is where we start." Pounce didn't seem shocked at
all, casually sitting down on the rock they were all standing
on. "This is Mementos."
"Woah! Where is this?" Pharaoh scans the area, wearing his
mask. Carnelian realizes that she too has something on her
snout.
"This looks exactly like a certain part of Skywing
territory." Carnelian says, touching her mask.
"Except...Mementos? Is this what it looks like?"
"'Mementos is another part of the Metaverse. It takes a lot
of distortion to have a Palace; therefore, not everyone has a
desire twisted enough to create a Palace. Mementos is where the
desires of the common population take form. There are various
mini-palaces in Mementos, where smaller-scale cognitions take
form." Pounce spoke knowingly, shooting a smug look at the rest
of them. "I'm a veteran of the Metaverse, so I know all about
it."
"Ok then, know-it-all, can you explain why this place looks
like the Skywing territory?" Carnelian took a tentative step,
before jerking backwards in shock. Whenever she took a step, it
was like she had stepped in a puddle. Some sort of hot pink
liquid splashed up under her talons.
"Mementos is for the common folk, so it takes place in an
area where many dragons live. It isn't as distorted, so it still
looks like the original location. Nifty, huh?" Pounce stretched
his wings, before continuing. "As we strengthen our powers, we
can access new areas. For now, let's keep to the Skywing
Kingdom. Now then. Carnelian, it's codename time!" Pounce jumped
up excitedly.
"Jeanne 'd Arc, also known as Joan of Arc." Pharaoh
mutters. "What an admirable Persona. It looks like a clockwork
angel, doesn't it? Perhaps we should call you 'Tinkerer'."
"Uhhh, no thank you. I'm horrible with piecing stuff
together." Carnelian shakes her head. Pounce offers the next
suggestion.
"I know! Let's call you 'Angel'. Simple enough, right?"
"No to that one too." Carnelian shakes her head again. "I'm
far from perfect."
"How about 'Paladin', then? You're a noble soldier of Queen
Ruby's army, as was Jeanne during that war." Winter offered.
"Oh! Perfect!" 'Paladin' smiled. "Alright then, call me
Paladin when we're in the Metaverse." She patted her mask one
last time.
The mask was three-pronged; flat on the top, with three
ends. One prong was on the bridge of her snout, while the other
two were at the edges of her face. It looked like the medieval
helmet of a knight. One notable distinction was the intricate
system of gears. The gears lined the corners, leading up to two
small, metal wings on either side of the mask. Rectangular slits
allowed her to see out of the mask.
"Sooo..." Paladin trailed off, looking at Pounce. "What
now?"
"Even in Mementos, we can trigger 'changes of heart'.
However, we still have to know their names or else we'll never
find them. Buuut, we're not here for that anyway!" Bandit
bounded to the edge of the rock. "You were bored, right? This
should be exciting enough for you, Paladin. Let's go find some
Shadows! This place has plenty." Bandit closed his eyes, and
seemed to be concentrating.
"I guess we should start flying around the--" Pharaoh began
to say.
"Huuuuuuuuuu...!" Pounce started making weird noises.
"Erm, you ok there, buddy?" Carnelian said, padding closer.
Pounce suddenly jumped into the air, and fell down as... a
bus?
"C'mon! Get in! We don't have all day." Pounce's voice came
from the bus. It was the same black as Pounce's fur/scales, and
the headlights were the same shade of blue as his eyes.
"...Pounce? Is that you?" Winter said incredulously. "Why
are you a bus?"
"I dunno. I think there's a game really similar to this
fanfic, where a cat turned into a bus. I mean, this whole story
is based off that that game's premise so I guess that's where it
came from." Pounce says, casually breaking the fourth-wall.
"Welp. Let's climb in then." Pharaoh crawled through the
car door, and Paladin follows.
"How do we even know what a bus is?" Winter mutters, also
entering.
"What are you guys doing, all sitting in the back? I still
need someone to drive, y'know!" Pounce calls out irritably. The
voice emanates within the interior, scaring the stuffing out of
Paladin.
"I highly doubt any of us can actually drive a scavenger
contraption, but whatever. I'll do it." Winter moves to the
driver's seat, examining the buttons and levers. "Alright, let's
try it out."
~~~
After several near crashes, and several collisions with Shadows,
the group is exhausted. They ran all over the cognitive
wilderness of the Skywing Kingdom. They didn't reach the more
developed cities of the Kingdom, still exploring the outskirts.
Finally, they returned to their original vantage point.
"This place is really accurate." Paladin says thoughtfully.
"So this is the power of cognition." Winter nods, and gets
out from the driver door.
"You're great at driving Winter!" Pharaoh laughs, and slaps
Winter on the back. "Even though we're dragons, and not supposed
to be bipedal!"
"Shush Pharaoh! The creator's gonna get mad at us." Pounce
hissed, and was very correct. The Rainwing changed back into a
dragon.
"Let us return home then." Winter finishes, and Paladin
pulls out her Navigator.
~~~
Luckily, this time they dropped directly into the infirmary. The
nurses were absent, so they didn't notice the three dragons and
a cat tumble in. Quickly, Carnelian lay back on her leaf bed.
"That was relaxing." Qibli chuckles. "Stealing Cardinal's
Treasure is important, but rewinding and refreshing yourself is
also necessary."
"Yeah... I feel a lot better now." Carnelian smiled at
Winter, who evidently felt the same.
"Yup! It was a good opportunity to strengthen our Personas.
Don't worry Winter, I won't let any Shadows ruin your beautiful
face." Bandit pats the Icewing's face lovingly, before Winter
shakes him off.
Qibli's happy expression fades. Carnelian looks at him,
realizing he was looking at something behind her. The Skywing
whips her head back.
Moonwatcher is awake, and watching the dragons with
confusion. "C-Carnelian? You're a-awake! That's won..derful."
She stammers out.
Did she notice us coming back? "Yeah! Not completely, but
I'm feeling better." Carnelian quickly blurts out. Moonwatcher
blinks at Qibli and Winter, her expression unreadable.
"Wow...you have friends already. They care so much...so
much for you. That's wonderful...wonderful..." Carnelian looks
at Moonwatcher with concern.
"Hey...are you alright?" Carnelian calls out to her. The
Nightwing flinches a bit. "I'm fine. My burns are healing." She
doesn't add anything else.
Qibli and Winter stayed silent during the exchange. After
Moonwatcher falls asleep again, Winter whispers in her ear.
"Is that Nightwing right in the brain? I do not mean it as
an insult!" Winter retorts before Qibli could say anything. "I'm
proposing it as a serious concern."
"So... you're saying she might have PTSD? The Nightwing's
volcano home exploded not too long ago. Perhaps she's disturbed
by that?" Qibli replies.
"Her scales are dull, and she has bags under her eyes.
Also, her posture is quite horrendous." Winter adds on.
"However, her symptoms aren't the same as the other Nightwings."
"Really? You've taken such an intense interest in
Nightwings." Carnelian exclaims.
"Nightwings are the sworn enemy of Icewings, ever since
Foeslayer took Prince Arctic and hatched Darkstalker. I am
merely scouting out my enemies." Winter replies coldly.
Moonwatcher lets out a whimper in her sleep. Carnelian
looks sympathetically over at her. "Well, it's possible that
she's having nightmares of the volcano right now, right?"
"That's definitely a possibility." Qibli murmurs, and
clutches his Navigator in his claws. He studies the
oddly-colored moonstone. "Moon...Moonwatcher. That's a beautiful
name."
Coordinates found.[/font]
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Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
f Fire Crossover Fanfiction {Enchant
By: EnchantedDragons Date: July 31, 2017, 7:51 pm
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[font=andale mono]Chapter 10
Carnelian
"Hey...I wasn't the only one who heard that, right?"
Carnelian asked nervously. Moonwatcher has a Palace?
"No, I heard it too." Qibli replies. Winter nods solemnly,
a thoughtful look on his face. The Icewing didn't seem
particularly upset, but Carnelian wasn't too surprised; he had
just said that he regarded Nightwings as enemies. Qibli, on the
other talon, shot him a dark look.
"Woah! A new opportunity." An oblivious Bandit flicked his
tail. "Let's explore first thing tomorrow the--"
"We do not know her other keywords." Winter interrupts
again, still thinking. "I propose we strike up a conversation
tomorrow, when we come visit you Carnelian."
"Oh, right. Sounds like a plan then Winter!" Bandit leaps
onto Qibli's back, and purrs. "It's getting late, Qibli. Go to
sleep."
"Eh?! The sun hasn't even completely set yet!"
"Did I stutter, Qibli? You should go to sleep." Bandit
smiles at the Sandwing. Even though the statement wasn't
directed at her, Carnelian shivered. Is that cat a prison warden
or something?
"R-right...well, good night...Carnelian..." Qibli slowly
backed out of the room, still looking nvervously at Bandit.
Winter murmured a quick goodbye and followed. Carnelian rested
her head on her forearms, and watched the sunlight dissapate.
~Qibli~
"Hey hey! How's school?" Fatespeaker burst through the main
hall, bumping into various students. "She zoomed toward Qibli
and Winter.
"AGH!" Qibli screamed as the Nightwing bowled him over.
"Cease and desist, crazy lady." Winter muttered. Qibli
untangled himself, and caught his breath.
"I was sent by Sunny! She says you didn't attend any
classes yesterday. She's quite concerned; do you have a reason?"
"We were visiting a friend. She will know who we are
talking about." Winter said calmly. He turned, and walked toward
the cafeteria without another word.
"Wow. You have it tough." Fatespeaker directed that
statement to Qibli, pouting.
"He's much friendlier when you get to know him. Welp, off I
go!" Qibli hurried after his friend.
"Finally, we ditched her." Winter muttered at the entrance of
the cafeteria.
"I'm guessing you don't like her very much." Qibli peeked
into the cave. "I guess we should get some food for Carnelian
too."
"Fish! TUNA!" Qibli realized Bandit wasn't around his neck.
The puma was zooming toward the fish pile faster than a certain
blue hedgehog.
"..." Qibli and Winter were both silent.
Bandit snatched a large bluefin tuna from the pile, tugging
viciously at the slimy scales.
"Eek! What is that?" A pretentious voice called out over
the mayhem.
"That's our cue Winter." Qibli said tiredly. He ran into
the cafeteria cave, and scooped up Bandit. The puma kept a
vice-like grip on his fish. "Sorry about that...he really likes
tuna fish and--"
"Keep that thing on a leash!" The voice from earlier was
flustered. Qibli took a closer look at the owner.
It was a Seawing dragonet. Her scales were pale blue;
almost as pale as an Icewing's. At the edges, her scales were
rosy pink. A distinctive swirling pattern lined the underside of
her wings.
"Princess Anemone! What ails you?" Another Seawing crept
forward. He was slightly older, and looked stern. The Seawing
glared at the pair of dragons. "Who are you two? Why are you
troubling Princess Anemone?"
"Ah, sorry sorry. My pet cat went berserk, he's really
hungry." 'Princess' Anemone narrowed her eyes, and raised a
finger. Qibli felt a dark foreboding. "We'll be off now, see
ya!" Qibli hurried over to the pile of meat, out of sight of the
Seawing dragons.
"So, she is royalty as well." Winter peeked over at the
pinkish Seawing. "What a peculiar color."
"Now's not the time Winter. Grab some food and we need to
skedaddle." Qibli hurried scooped up a fluffy mountain goat and
a couple lemmings. Lemmings? Did they go all the way to the Ice
Kingdom to get these?
"Right." Winter scanned the cafeteria, before returning his
gaze to the prey pile. "That Nightwing is absent. I thought
perhaps she might have been released."
What's with you? Qibli thought angrily. I thought you cared
about her, but you almost seem delighted that she has a Palace.
Is this related to the Icewing-Nightwing feud? Winter looked at
him questioningly. He had fallen behind. Qibli increased his
pace.
"Hey! So you're back." Carnelian was sitting up. The sunlight
shone on her crimson scales, and she seemed to glow. "Is that
food? Nice! I'm hungry." The Skywing snatched up the mountain
goat, and began gobbling it down.
Winter picked up a lemming and Qibli picked up a lizard.
Bandit gnawed away at his fish at an alarming rate. "Mrrrr." The
Rainwing cat purred contently.
"Hmm...food?" Moon poked her head up. Qibli waved at her, a
big grin plastered on his face.
"We have some extras, want some?" Qibli ripped off a chunk
of meat from Carnelian's mountain goat. She gave him an annoyed
look, but didn't protest.
"Oh! Thank you..." Moon shifted her body, and sat up. Qibli
dropped the meat in front of her.
"How are you feeling?" Winter sat next to him. Carnelian
still lay on her bed, but her ears were angled toward them.
"Ah! I-I'm feeling b-better." Moon seemed scared of Winter,
even though the Icewing was acting considerably nicer. "They're
g-gonna release me tomorrow."
"That's great!" Qibli said cheerfully. I should tread
carefully.
"So, what do you think of this place?" Winter says
casually. Moon remains silent for a couple heartbeats, looking
confused. She looks at Qibli first, then at Winter. However, her
eyes didn't meet theirs.
What's she doing? Qibli thought. As soon as he finished
that thought, Moon snapped up. It was as if someone shocked her.
"I-I'm fine! Just a bit tired."
"O-ok then." Qibli was a bit surprised. "Well, I'm curious
too. What's this place like?"
"This Academy, you mean? I-I love it! It's...it's..."
Moon's voice trailed off. Her eyes grew dark, and her mouth
formed a grim smile.
"You can be honest with us." Carnelian calls out from her
bed. "Do you really like this place?"
Qibli waited for the answer, tense.
"Um...um...!" Moon's head snapped back up. "W-why are you
asking me? Why me?"
"Calm down! We're just curious." Qibli tried to soothe her.
It didn't seem to work, as the Nightwing's eyes turned wild. She
didn't say anything; only stared past them with unseeing eyes.
After a few minutes, Moon relaxed. She saw their frightened
faces, and quickly apologized. "I-I'm sorry! Really sorry. They
wouldn't stop talking to me...they never leave me alone." Moon
whimpered.
They never stop talking to you? Qibli was intrigued. Moon
waved her talons in his face, breaking his chain of thought.
"Eek! Don't say that! Forget about it please." Winter watched
with interest.
"Are you...schizophrenic?" Qibli ventured. Moon cocked her
head to the side, before suddenly exclaiming.
"Yes! Yes, that's it. It's where you hear voices that
aren't your own, right? So it's just my mind!" Moon's eyes
turned crazy again. "Not real, not real not real not real not
real--" She repeated, clutching Qibli's arm.
"Woah!" Qibli gently pried off her fingers. "What are you
talking about?"
"Thank you!" Moon says cheerfully.
"Why is that?" Winter asks.
"I keep on seeing these...shadows. They must be
hallucinations! They aren't real." Moon smiles. "Not real."
"...Riiiight. Well, what about our question." Carnelian
called out again.
"I didn't want to come." Moon says sadly. "My mother told
me it was for my own good. She said...once I graduate, I can
stay with her for good! That's why I came. But ever since I got
here, I started seeing things...hearing things. I-I thought I
could already hear it all already, but this is different. I want
to leave, but I can't. My mom would be disappointed. She won't
come to my rescue." Moon swallowed, and looked down. "I began
thinking about things I shouldn't...! Why? Why can't I leave?!
This place...it's...it's..."
Winter and Qibli crowded in a bit closer. Carnelian leaned
forward, determined not to miss a single word.
"This...place..."
"It's my prison."
Coordinates found.
"Aah! That's really...bad!" Qibli quickly shouted, masking the
robotic voice. Moon stared at him, silently judging. Qibli felt
his face heating up.
"Hmm, yes. 'bad'." Winter hid his smile with his serrated
talons.
"Shut it Winter." Qibli hissed out of the corner of his
mouth.
Moon smiled again, seemingly much happier. She had finished
the chunk of meat. Yawning, the Nightwing laid down again. "Good
night." She murmured, and began sleeping.
"Schitzophrenic, with a dash of narcolepsy on the side."
Winter muttered to himself. "Well, that should be it."
"Huh? Really?" Carnelian interjects. She beckons them to
come closer. "Don't we still need the 'location' that has been
distorted'?"
"She said it herself." Winter says triumphantly. "Jade
Mountain Acade--"
"Shh!" Qibli pressed Winter's jaws together. "Don't say it!
We'll be instantly transferred there."
"Why not enter now? We need to stop Cardinal as fast as we
can, and her Palace might hold something we can use."
"Sounds good!" Bandit jumped in the air, a furry paw raised
up. "Let's keep this streak goin'~"
"Uhh, kitty, remember that dragon's lives are on the line
please." Carnelian mutters to Bandit. She pulls out her
Navigator. "Get over here then, We don't want to pull her
along."
"Moonwatcher, Jade Mountain Academy, Prison." Winter talked
clearly into the Navigator.
Destination found
~Carnelian~
The first thing she heard was the sound of dripping water.
Paladin opened her eyes to pitch darkness. There was someone on
top of her, breathing. She bucked on reflex.
"Ow!" The voice was Pounce's.
"Oh! Sorry." She whispered. The Skywing blinked a few
times, letting her eyes adjust.
It was the dead of night in the palace. Instead of an
onimous red, the sky was inky black. No stars twinkled overhead.
The three moons floated steadily, dispelling a frosty, silver
moonlight.
In front of them lay a menacing building. The shape of the
mountain was familiar, and fairly unchanged. However, the
friendly aura of the Academy had been flipped on its head.
Barbed wire fences surrounded the entire compound.
Fortunately, the group had ended up inside the deadly barrier. A
flicker of blue light crackled on the black metal of the fence.
When Paladin looked at the main entrance tunnel, see saw a
sturdy, iron gate. Shadowy figures stood on either side. All
other openings were the same; metal gates and shadowy guards.
"Heh. This feels like a real challenge!" Pounce made his
scales entirely dark, melting into the shadows. "Stay here for
now. I'll scout for an opening." The Rainwing crept along the
wall, virtually invisible. The guards made no move to intercept.
After what felt like an eternity. Pounce returned. "I found
an entryway. You won't like it though,"
Winter, conscious of his glittering scales, nervously
looked at the guards. "What do you mean by that?"
"You'll see." Pounce said breezily, and bounded toward the
right side of the mountain. Pharaoh, Paladin, and Winter
followed closely.
A horrible smell assaulted Paladin's noise, and her eyes
watered. Pounce stopped, and pointed at a rectangular hole in
the wall. Right below, a pit had been dug. Animal bones,
leftover scraps, and other similarly gross items were piled in
it.
"The garbage chute...hmmph. The end justifies the means."
Winter says, cupping his talons over his snout. They went
through the chute one at a time.
Paladin curled up her talons, just like how Pounce had taught
her at the very beginning of this wild journey. She peered
around the corner.
The inside of the prison was no less dreary than the
outside. The corridor was brightly lit with torches. A row of
cells were lined up against each side. The room was a long
corridor, just like in Cardinal's palace. The floor and the
walls were left as is, a gray-colored stone. The cells were made
of black iron. Shadowy shapes, same as the guards, filled every
one of them. Even close-up, Paladin had trouble making out
distinctive features. After a couple minutes of tense breathing,
she finally recognized the tribe.
Nightwing.
~Moonwatcher~
Deep breaths. Moonwatcher steadied her breathing. She had
woken up in the middle of the night.
"Hey...Carnelian?" She called out to the other dragon. When
no reply came forth, she cracked open her eyes.
The Skywing wasn't there. "...huh? Aah!"
It started up again. The hallucinations...those shadowy
shapes. Nightwings. They yelled at her, the faceless shadows of
her mind. They voiced her fears.
"You lived a great life in the Rainforest."
"You doesn't belong in our tribe."
"Are you even a proper Nightwing? There's something wrong
with you."
"Her father was--"
That statement was always cut short. She wanted to scream;
"Who was he? What kind of dragon was he?" Her mother would never
respond, instantly changing the subject. Her mind set up mental
barriers whenever she thought of him. The desire to know...and
the desire to escape. They pounded at her everyday. The thoughts
of others, thrumming constantly, turned into white noise. Those
shadowy shapes took their place. Sometimes, a mysterious voice
managed to push through, dispelling the illusions. Moon welcomed
those moments with great anticipation. Even if what that dragon
said made no sense, it brought her temporary peace. However,
still...
Someone...help me.[/font]
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Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
f Fire Crossover Fanfiction {Enchant
By: EnchantedDragons Date: July 31, 2017, 7:51 pm
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[font=andale mono]Chapter 11
Carnelian
Pounce made the first move. After watching the guards for a
while, the Rainwing leaped into the light and blazed down the
hall. Paladin followed his lead. The shadowy shapes were engaged
in a conversation with one of the prisoners, and didn't notice
the intruders.
She could make out a few bits, as she ran past them. She
dove next to Pounce. He had raced to the middle of the hall, and
abruptly turned the corner. Turns out, there was a tunnel --
perpendicular to the corridor -- on either side. Although there
were no obstacles to hide behind, there was also no light. As a
result, all Pounce had to do was stretch his wings and cover the
rest of the dragons. He turned the same, muddled color as the
hall.
Unable to see past his wings, Paladin waited for Pounce's
cue. Pharaoh and Winter waited behind her in a straight line.
While she waited, she recollected the tidbit she had heard.
The guard and the prisoner had been arguing. Both of them
appeared to be Nightwings. The one in the cage had yelled. "What
are you doing? We're your comrades."
The guard had replied. "You've betrayed your Queen for a
Rainwing dragonet. The warden has deemed you prisoner."
To this, the prisoner had replied. "Why does the warden's
daughter go scot free, then? She's the worst traitor of all."
So, the warden of this prison. Moonwatcher is the Palace
ruler, but is she the warden? Last I checked, she doesn't have a
daughter. If she did that'd just be weird.
Paladin felt a something poke her snout. Pounce prodded her
again with his tail. "I got it! I got it." She hissed, and
followed him. Pounce made a mad dash towards the end of the
hall. He ducked through the arched opening.
Another room of cages greeted them. "Considering this place
is a 'prison', this isn't too surprising. We won't find anything
here though." Pounce scanned the walls. "There might be a door
leading further into the prison. Finding even the guard's
quarters would be good."
Pounce continued to lead the group past the guards, taking
up vast amounts of distance every time. Paladin's breath started
to rasp in her throat; she wasn't accustomed to running such
great lengths. Finally, the Rainwing dove through a door in the
wall.
As soon as everyone entered the room, Pounce locked the
door. "Wow! What great luck!" He exclaimed cheerfully. "We found
a Safe Room!"
"What do you mean by th-- woah!" Pharaoh stumbled back in
shock. For a moment, the room had shifted; their masks had
disappeared, and the room reverted to its original appearance.
"Allow me to explain!" Pounce front-flipped onto the crates
in the middle of the room. "Y'see, 'Safe Rooms' are areas of a
Palace that aren't as distorted. Thus, the effect that you saw
earlier." Pounce beckoned for them to sit down. "The Shadows
won't come here. We can rest here and discuss things, since we
can't talk normally while infiltrating the Palace."
"Alright, let me start then." Pharaoh curled his barbed
tail over his talons. "We're infiltrating Moon's Palace, which
is in the form of a prison. We decided to enter on the whim that
there might be something here to help us. Am I right so far?"
"You're making it seem like you don't want to be here?"
Paladin responded. "We don't have many options right now; we're
rather lucky to find a lead like this."
"I still feel like we should respect her privacy." Pharaoh
retorted. "She looks really insecure. I don't want to hurt her."
"I am sure the thought has occurred to you, but that
Nightwing is hiding something." Winter said, calmly surveying
the room. "Is it not better that we find out? She's a mess;
perhaps knowing what she's trying to hide will let us help her."
"The desires that a Palace stems from aren't all like
Cardinal's, Pharaoh." Pounce drops down next to the Sandwing.
"Anyway, if you're afraid to dig into her secrets because of
what you might find, what kind of thief are you?"
"Are you even sure where to go, though?" Pharaoh retorts.
"This place is massive! How're we going to find anything?"
"Patience, young grasshopper." Pounce begins to walk to the
door. "Let us be off!"
"Guess we don't have a choice. C'mon, let's go." Paladin
followed Pounce back into the Palace.
~~~
After staring at monotonous rows of cages and gray walls
for forever, Pounce discovered a new passage. It was locked with
a sturdy, intricate padlock.
"The way it's designed, it's been made to be an unpickable
lock. We'll have to use a key." Pharaoh reasons. "I didn't see
any guards holding keys though..."
"Perhaps only higher-ranked guards will have the key. This
looks to be an important room after all." Winter adds in. "We'll
have to look around for an overseer, or someone similar."
"Oh man, more roaming." Paladin groans.
"I think I have an idea of where one might be." Pounce
pipes up. The Rainwing of unlimited energy starts streaking
toward the destination in mind.
Paladin catches up to Pounce. While the rest of the dragons
catch their breath, he peers around the corner. In the next
room, a much, much larger shadowy shape is sitting. The
Nightwing Shadow seems to be muttering, impatiently tapping his
claws.
"I passed by this guy earlier, I knew he had to be one of
the bosses! Let's mug him!" Pounce leaps toward the massive
dragon.
"How can you say that so cheerfully..." Paladin mutters as
she gets ready.
The Nightwing whirls around. "Who are you ruffians?!" He
roars. Strangely, the head of the dragon is covered by a helmet
of sorts. The helmet covers almost the entire face, leaving only
slits for the eyes.
Paladin summoned Jeanne, and released her element.
"Freila!" Pharaoh and Pounce summon their Personas as well.
Pharaoh releases his wind element, while Pounce's Persona
readies a punch.
"Let's get him! I knocked him down!" Zorro's punch had
knocked down the enemy. "All out attack!"
~~~
Just before the Shadow disappeared, Paladin snatched the the
ring of keys that hung from his neck. "Got them! Let's hurry
back."
It wasn't hard to figure out which key to use. Only one of the
keys was distinct enough to be a candidate. Sure enough, the key
fit smoothly in the padlock; it opened up with a simple twist to
the right. Pharaoh carefully eased the door open, while Pounce
squirmed excitedly.
The door led to an expansive courtyard. The moons shone
brilliantly onto the lush lawn. Or rather, it wasn't quite a
lawn; the rocky floor had been covered in foliage and shrubbery.
Under the moonlight, the whole area seemed to glow silver; as if
hit with a spotlight. At first, the courtyard had seemed silent
and serene. However, Paladin could now hear faint voices coming
from the right.
Pharaoh was the first to peer around the corner. The rest
of them took up positions around him. At the very right side of
the courtyard, where the "lawn" met the mountain, there seemed
to be a commotion. Three shadowy shapes formed a line in front
of a rectangular, white shape. The white shape, she realized,
was actually several white cloths spread over the foliage.
Someone was sitting on the white rectangle.
It was Moonwatcher.
"We can't let you go out, I hope you understand."
"You'll be much safer here. This is the only place you need to
be."
"As daughter of the warden, you must be protected."
The three Nightwing Shadows kept repeating the same three lines,
over and over, at different times. The end result was a
cacophony of noise. After hearing it for a while, the words
started to meld together. Moonwatcher made no reaction to the
Nightwings, simply staring down at her talons.
"So that must be her Shadow. The ruler of the Palace."
Winter whispered, startling Paladin.
"What now?" Pharaoh hissed at Pounce. "We're no closer to
figuring out what's happening."
"We'll have to continue our investigation outside, then."
Pounce replied. "Perhaps the reason we can't find anything of
true value...she must be hiding it. After all, this is her
Palace. It changes based on what she believes. If she wishes to
conceal her secrets, then her secrets will be concealed. In
order for us to delve deeper, we'll need to have her open up."
Pounce retreated back into the prison. "I'm interested in this
'warden'. However, considering the fact that we haven't met them
yet, Moonwatcher must also be hiding them. The only thing we can
do is return, for now."
Pharaoh's talons quickly fastened around the Navigator.
"Finally! Bring us back to the real world."
~Qibli~
"Woah! It's really late." Carnelian scanned the starry, indigo
sky. "We stayed in there for a long time, and didn't find much."
"I explained already! We can't proceed any further until we
talk with Moon." Bandit, back in cat form, quickly clambered
onto Qibli's back. "Tch. It's already this late...we must make
haste! To your bed, Qibli!"
"You're a serious slavedriver when it comes to sleep."
Qibli sighs. "Let's go Winter."
"Sleep is an important part of life." Winter chuckles a
bit, seemingly cheerful.
"I know right? You agree with me!" Bandit meows happily.
"Today was a great day."
"Well, I'll be off then. Let's hope the nurses haven't
caught on. Moonwatcher is probably asleep, either in her
sleeping cave or in the infirmary. Let's meet up tomorrow!"
Carnelian called back, and hurried into the mountain.
Qibli nodded, and followed. With Winter, he entered their
sleeping cave. "Pardon us, we lost track of time." Qibli said
breezily, expecting an onslaught of questions from their
clawmates.
No reply.
"Huh?" Qibli looked at the empty cave. "Where's Umber and
Turtle...?"
The sleeping cave was empty, and didn't show any signs of recent
use. In fact, the kelp bed had been neatly remade and splashed
mud had been mopped up. Even Qibli's sand dune and camel pelts
had been stacked up and swept together again. The scroll racks
that each of them had were completely empty. Winter, confused by
his delay, moved up next to him. The Icewing scanned the room.
A grim expression plastered on his face, Winter spoke
slowly. "I doubt they would suddenly decide to sleep outside of
their dorm, considering their characters. Umbli probably thinks
that napping outside the dorm might be against the rules. Turtle
doesn't want to stand out, so he'll sleep in his cave like a
normal student." Winter looks at Qibli.
"The most likely scenario would be..." Winter began. Qibli
finishes for him.
"Why would they be in the infirmary?"[/font]
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Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
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[font=georgia]There probably won't be another chapter today or
tomorrow, sorry. Still have to edit the chapters that I
reposted.[/font]
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Re: Phantom Thieves of Heart -- WoF Edition (Persona 5 x Wings o
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[font=georgia]whew, done with editing. Let's see if I can write
up a chapter today[/font]
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